Em before B7 is played 022003 Em7 is played 022032 [Verse] The story is told of the power of gold and its lure on the unsuspecting It glitters and shines it badgers and blinds and constantly needs protecting Balance the cost of the soul you lost With the dreams you lightly sold [Refrain] Are you under-r The power of gold? [Verse] The letters and calls got you climbing the walls and everyone wants a favor They beg to remind you of times left behind you but you know the past is a loser The face you’re wearing is different now and the days run hot and cold [Refrain] Are you under-r The power of gold? [Verse] You’re creature of habit run like rabbit scared of fear you can’t name Your own paranoia is looming before you but nobody thinks that it’s a game Balance the cost of the soul you lost With the dreams you lightly sold [Refrain] Then tell me that you’re fre-e Of the power of gold [Outro] The women are lovely the wine is superb but there’s something about the song that disturbs you

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Cette chanson explore les effets corrosifs de la richesse, montrant comment l'attrait de l'or peut aveugler ceux qui y succombent. Elle évoque un personnage confronté aux pressions de son entourage, cherchant à se souvenir d'un passé qui semble désormais futile. Le texte souligne la lutte intérieure entre les rêves et les sacrifices faits pour poursuivre l'argent, tout en questionnant la véritable liberté de celui qui est piégé par cette quête. Le morceau se déroule dans un contexte où les relations et les souvenirs sont souvent détériorés par les désirs matériels. Malgré l'attrait apparent de la richesse et du luxe en surface, un malaise sous-jacent persiste, soulignant un déséquilibre existentiel.